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Some New Tracks…

August 22, 2008

1. Sleep Is Not An Option.

2. Bluntington Anthem.

1. Ballantine Afterthought, Thompon Square Park.

2. Present Tense. 

Go Ahead, Call Me A Quitter.

April 9, 2008

I just figured out that I have smoked three thousand eight hundred and one packs of cigarettes so far in my life. I smoke roughly a pack and a half a day (which is about 30 cigarettes), and from there I realized within the first year I smoked nearly five hundred forty seven and one half cigarettes. I was impressed with calculations, so much so that I continued on with my math.
From there I found that with that on average I’m bound to spend at least one thousand eight hundred and twenty-five dollars each year, more than half of that spent purely on state tobacco tax. I’m twenty-one years old and I’ve been smoking since I was sixteen. In the last six years I’ve spent roughly, but no less than, nineteen grand on cigarettes alone. I have not taken into consideration the many packs purchased in airports or high priced train terminals, which I’m sure would consitute at least another two thousand dollars just based off of supply and demand as well as greed.

At this very moment I have not smoked a cigarette in just short of a week. Though I have “quit” before, I admit this is the first time I’ve ever been honest to myself about it. Prior attempts proved fruitless as I’d begin hording packs in my car and buying loosies from my neighborhood Turkish gas attendants.
Nearly everyone I had anything to do with in high school smoked cigarettes.

My teachers, my family, my friends, my friends parents & all of their friends all smoked and it just seemed right. I knew they were horrible for me, the same way my teachers and my parents knew but I couldn’t have cared less. There was no peer pressure & I didn’t think it would make me look cool I smoked because I enjoyed it. But somewhere along the path of enjoyment I crossed into the rocky terrain of nessicity and I’m happy to say that with all my heart that the next nineteen grand will amount to something other than future lung problems.

Roots – 75 Bars (Blacks Reconstruction)

April 1, 2008

“…what i’m smokin on aint of no ordinary seed…”

Original Seth McFarland Cartoon

April 1, 2008

Same voices for Brian & Peter, they just look different. A little more on the Loony Tunes/ Tom & Jerry side of humor than Family Guy, no real sick no offensive humor but it still makes for an almost decent cartoon

Throwback Brak Show Style.

April 1, 2008

Blu & Exile – Blu Collard Workers”

April 1, 2008

Substance Abuse n Hip Hop Linked? Say It Aint So!

April 1, 2008

Mr. Marley

Peer Pressure Out… Radio friendly pressure in? Nah… right?

Apparently people are paying far too much for their tuition for the University of Pittsburgh School of Medicine. I cannot even begin to stress the ignorance of the idea that people are influenced in their actions by the music they choose to listen to. In an in depth study this year, The Archives of Pediatrics and Adolescent Medicine announced that through several pages of charts, graphs, diagrams, big words, and all other sorts of voodoo hoodoo they’ve found a sure link between “rap music” and substance abuse.

“The average adolescent is exposed to approximately 84 references to explicit substance use per day and 591 references per week, or 30,732 references per year. The average adolescent listening only to pop would be exposed to 5 references per day, whereas the average adolescent who listens just to rap would be exposed to 251 references per day.” – New York Times.

Spitting statistics right and left for a moment I felt for a moment like I may be a victim even! Suddenly i wondered if i should take a class action lawsuit to Cypress Hill because they passed me a bong at one of their shows? Or how about demanding severance pay from Dre because the Chronic “warped my fragile little mind?” Should I protest Puffy for all the Biggie songs I used to religiously smoke L’s to? Or I should take it to Cam’Ron & Dipset and see how they react when they find that they were responsible for all the coke cooked & sold and sniffed in Harlem for the last half a decade!

Or maybe everyones so full of shit to see that the bowl needs to be flushed. This Tipper Gore syndrome that seems to weeblewobble but never fall down is painful & I really don’t see how money could be spent on such fuckery.

Look at it this way. A song at the top of the Billboard charts is heard by an unfathomable amount of so called “impressionable” persons. But what these scientists don’t seem to understand is that generalization doesn’t work! No two people are the same! They may have similar tastes in music or clothes or whathaveyou but they will not perceive lyrics the same way!

A fifteen year old is smarter than you may think! Sure, some are a little thicker than others, but for the most part a fifteen year old knows who he wants to fuck, as well as knowing what he wants to smoke or drink on a friday night. & for the most part I believe that their newfound acquired tastes are, more than likely, frighteningly close to that of their parents! DUN DUN DUN!

Are people really so desperate not to take the blame for anything in this world that they’ll weasel their ways in and out of statistics just to prove a halfassed point? And with that said, so what if it is true? So what if music leaves a mark on ‘impressionable” teenagers? Censorship doesn’t work, the same way the questionable legality of Marijuana doesn’t seem to affect the hundreds of thousands of Americans (both the youth and the ever aging baby boomers) that smoke on a daily basis. I foresee another coming saga of censorship and as an artist, writer, composer & lover of music I fear for the coming generations.

I’m no victim. I’m not a product of anything I’ve ever purchased, listened to or consumed. Every generation fears the worst for their children and believe-you-me I understand that much. But how could a country chest deep in war, debt and disease be so concerned with what a high school freshman listens to on his Ipod?